SkyBlueFlux
Well-Known Member
Your post reminds me of the time City got to its first semi final in ages - the 2010 league cup semi final v United.
After the first leg we were 2-1 up and celebrating and then got a phone call to say that my grandad (who’d been ill for a long time) had passed away shortly after the game. Naturally, we were all devastated but we thought it was very poignant that he got to see us beat them one last time.
Then the funeral date was set for the same day as the second leg so the family (all blues) could be together. It’s no exaggeration to say we thought it was pre-ordained that we were going to beat them. Then Wayne fucking Rooney went and scored that extra time goal. I felt sick. I’ve never in my life felt a loss as keenly as that. Inconsolable. Drowned my sorrows with about 8 pints of Guinness.
But then two years later we got 93:20 and, well, if that didn’t put a bit of extra relish on it. In that moment the despair I felt boomeranged two-fold into pure euphoria.
And that helped me learn that the highs really aren’t so high unless you have the lows to compare them against. It’s all part of the cycle mate, and it’s the kind of thing that makes life worth living.
After the first leg we were 2-1 up and celebrating and then got a phone call to say that my grandad (who’d been ill for a long time) had passed away shortly after the game. Naturally, we were all devastated but we thought it was very poignant that he got to see us beat them one last time.
Then the funeral date was set for the same day as the second leg so the family (all blues) could be together. It’s no exaggeration to say we thought it was pre-ordained that we were going to beat them. Then Wayne fucking Rooney went and scored that extra time goal. I felt sick. I’ve never in my life felt a loss as keenly as that. Inconsolable. Drowned my sorrows with about 8 pints of Guinness.
But then two years later we got 93:20 and, well, if that didn’t put a bit of extra relish on it. In that moment the despair I felt boomeranged two-fold into pure euphoria.
And that helped me learn that the highs really aren’t so high unless you have the lows to compare them against. It’s all part of the cycle mate, and it’s the kind of thing that makes life worth living.